I have the immense luck (you should see me) of marriage to a Chinese lass.
I have therefore gained the Love of Duck. You never really look back. Nor forwards, nor sideways. You look down. At your empty plate. And want it filled again, and again, and again.
That said, as I read The Magic Finger (Roald Dahl) to my kids last night, you can't help but imagine it wasn't the biggest seller in China.